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I don't know why I'm crying
Or why I'm so full of despair I don't know why I'm mourning inside Or why I'm trapped on a road to nowhere My heart is unbearably heavy My soul, bleak and grey I cannot escape from the sadness I feel Not tomorrow, not yesterday, nor today Why is it that a person can feel Like the world is dying around them When the world's vibrancy is as clear As the sparkle of a beautiful gem? I'm trapped in a dark prison That only I can feel and see A prison created by my own mind A prison from which I'm crying out to be free I'm crying out to be free |
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